No Flaws - Young Scooter, G Herbo

Real street nigga, ain’t no flaws in me

Half a ticket on me and I ain’t brought it all with me

If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me

They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain’t let you fall with me

And I ain’t gon let you walk with me if you ain’t crawl with me

Ten chains on but I ain’t brought it all with me

Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s

First foreign I ever had was a 650

Me and 550 had pounds for 450

My partner Ty gave me half on 650

Fuck the feds, free Trotter and OG Ricky

I’m part of the Mob just like Gotti, get the scrap 50

And I ain’t leaving out the house without the sack with me

At sixteen I was in school and I had crack with me

Everyday breaking in houses, me and

Stayed down, got us 36, call it Jerome Bettis

Fuck the money up and told Side bring a 50

100 a piece from Slime and Future, that’s a quarter milli

In 6 months I made 2 M’s stretching work like a gym

I love my niggas just like brothers so thank God for them

Real street nigga, ain’t no flaws in me

Half a ticket on me and I ain’t brought it all with me

If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me

They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain’t let you fall with me

And I ain’t gon let you walk with me if you ain’t crawl with me

Ten chains on but I ain’t brought it all with me

Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s

First foreign I ever had was a 650

Bought that 9 milli' from Q BayBay, cost me 650

Used to punch on niggas with Scooby and JJ

Foe caught a body, I was sendin' him JPay

I ain’t wanna die, was only in 6th grade

We was getting shot at, I’m calling ShayShay

I know last week sent my momma a dub

Then walked in Barney’s and spent like 8K

I was like fifteen up in the club

Glock under my belt, had that bitch on hug

When I got shot, tell the Police none

My momma knew she raising a thug

Walk in that bitch, three empty guns

She just gon sweep that under the rug

'Member I ran through that sixty and ain’t had none

Took some lil pints, told him get it in blood

Now I’m spending a whole bunch of hundreds

A Lil Pint, what you sippin' the blood

What I’m is, we’re Bloods

What I’m is, a 150 dubs

That’s how we went on the run

We’d get bored, shoot niggas for fun

We try and practice some

Oh, he thought he wasn’t no factor huh?

Real street nigga, ain’t no flaws in me

Half a ticket on me and I ain’t brought it all with me

If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me

They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain’t let you fall with me

And I ain’t gon let you walk with me if you ain’t crawl with me

Ten chains on but I ain’t brought it all with me

Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s

First foreign I ever had was a 650